[Story] Taunted While GF Transforms into a Horse (Patreon)

Update! Animated version.

Oh no. Look at her. Just look at her.

That’s your girlfriend? The one you used to call pretty? The one you took selfies with, kissed under streetlights, whispered sweet nothings to? She’s on her knees now, out in the middle of a field under the full moon, drenched in sweat like she ran ten miles—but she didn’t run anywhere, did she? No, her own body’s betraying her. Warping. Swelling. Morphing into that... thing.

God, that snout. You see it, don’t you? How could you not? It's massive—fleshy and obscene. It’s so wide. And those nostrils—Jesus—they’re huge, flared open like caverns, trembling with each panicked breath. You could lose a finger in them. Actually, look—she’s already trying. Like scratching some phantom itch deep in that distorted muzzle will somehow make it all go away.

She’s scared, horrified, probably still hoping this is a dream. But it’s not. Her ears—look at those horse ears twitching up top—aren’t going away. And neither is the scream frozen on her lips. Or those bulging eyes, wide with terror, shoved to the side of her head by all that bloated cartilage between them.

You still love her?

You still want to kiss her?

Go on, then. Reach out. Hold her. She needs you. Just don’t mind the smell. Or the drool. Or the fact that you can hardly recognize her behind that monstrous, twitching muzzle.